A/N: Hello, hello! As always thank you for your lovely reviews! I'm glad you all are so curious about what happens next! :D

First of all. Yay GG returned from their hiatus! Second. Poor, poor chuck! I felt so bad for him :( Somebody tells you they love you and want to spend the rest of their lives together and then take it back?

Thirdly. God really? I don't think God would work that way. If you marry somebody that you DO NOT want to be with I will let the other one you DO want to be with life. It isn't an eye for an eye! :P I am a superstitious person but I am not THAT superstitious.

Overall I found it a good enough episode but a little shaky. I am a hard-core fan after all so I probably stick to the end anyway even if it gets worse.

But oh well! Okay that was my rant about the latest episode.

Sorry if it bored you.

Now let's continue…

'Chuck…' she whispered.

He didn't move…

Should she see if his heart is still ticking? But then she would have to touch him. Blair had never touched a dead guy before she wondered what it will feel like…

Blair reached out her hand. Her hand hovered over the place where his heart is.

She touched him and suddenly somebody said: 'BOEH!' and then she felt somebody's hands go swiftly around her waist and pulled her up. 'AAAH!' yelled Blair.

She closed her eyes because she was afraid to look at who lifted her. Until she heard a soft chuckle. Blair opened her eyes and looked at the mischievous ones of a certain Chuck Bass.

'Relax Waldorf what do you think I was a zombie?' he chuckled. Blair opened her mouth but closed it she was too stunned.

She looked down and saw she lay flush on top of him. Separated with a only a thin blanket as buffer. She in her full attire he in his… nakedness. Blair felt a heat wave coming over her. Not from arousal (maybe a bit) but most of all anger. That motherchucker he had planned this little 'act' to get her maybe not naked but certainly in his bed. If this was how he would get women in his bed she thought why they would feel the need to take their clothes off…

He still had that mischievous look in his eyes. It was about time Blair would do something about it.

She started hitting his chest over and over and over. 'Ah- Blair. Ouch-. Hey-. Cut- Ah it- Ouch out!' Chuck grabbed Blair's raving arms. She looked furious but Chuck never found her more sexier than now.

'Do you think this is funny?' she spat out. 'Actually-' began Chuck but Blair cut him off. 'I thought you were seriously injured!' 'If you have that much of a death wish I'm happy to oblige!' Blair snapped trying to free her arms and hands so that she could hit him again.

'Chill Waldorf I was just messing with you, trying to loosen you up a bit' ' But I'm glad you cared so deeply for my well-being' Chuck said with a smirk looking her directly in the eye.

Blair felt her cheeks reddening a bit. 'Well… don't flatter yourself Bass.'

'Why did you pulled me up and what are you still doing in your bed at two in the afternoon?' Blair asked. Chuck smirked. 'You mean what am I doing naked in my bed? I saw that you were checking me out.' Blair was sure she was definitely red now. 'Um.. yes.. well… you still haven't answered my questions.' He raised a brow. 'Do you really want me to answer that?' Blair saw the errors of her ways and decided to drop them. 'Never m-' but it was too late. 'Maybe I like the feel of a female's body.' 'And that's the reason why I am naked because I was enjoying the company of my so called female ''guests''. 'Should I continue?' Chuck asked. Blair coughed. 'No um… you have made your point and answered my questions.'

She slide of his bed and thought to herself why she didn't do that sooner.

'So let's begin with the work we have lots to do' urged Blair. 'Alright' Chuck said grabbing the blanket so he could step out. 'No!' yelled Blair. 'No?' he asked confused.

'You don't want to me to get out of bed so we could continue this in the living room?'

Chuck asked. 'Well yes obviously…' 'But I don't have to see your… thing' Blair chuckled nervously. 'My thing?' he smirked. Blair gave him a stern look.

'You know what I mean.' Chuck sighed. 'Fine, hand me my pants then.' Blair scooped a pair of pants from the floor and gave them to Chuck. Why is she still standing there he thought.

'Look I'd love to give a show… but then you'll have to do something in return.' 'Because… I don't do favors' he drawled. 'Your disgusting' Blair snapped and walked out of the bedroom.

Chuck thought to himself while dressing; I think I could have a lot of fun with this mixed project…

Meanwhile Blair stomped up and down the living room.

I must be mad to stay here Blair thought. He's mean and vile and also a perv. And what was all that in his bedroom? I acted like I was just some stuttering silly little school girl! Waldorf's don't do stuttering. And certainly not if you are named Blair freaking Waldorf!

I'm blaming it all on those stupid adolescent hormones. Hormones. Blair huffed. If you even can call them that! They were simply the result of adrenaline and possibly dehydration. Not the result of some teenager fascination with the male body.

I need a drink Blair thought and walked over to the bar. She searched for something decent but found the assignment papers she left for Chuck instead. She looked them through and noticed he hadn't filled in a single thing.

'Thirsty are we?' Chuck asked. 'You didn't fill anything in did you' Blair said. Chuck just nodded and poured himself a scotch. 'Last time I checked I had asked you to do 1 to 5.' 'Explain' Blair said tapping her feet impatiently.

Chuck finished his drink first. 'I told you I was busy.' 'And if I remembered correctly you mentioned a punishment so I was waiting for that' 'I hope it's… physical' he said while pouring himself another drink.

Chuck raised the glass to his mouth but Blair snatched it away.

'I need you to focus and that can't possibly be happening when you are drunk 'she drank it herself. 'I thought you said no drinking.' Chuck stated. He saw her clearly shudder from the impact of the scotch. 'No I said I need you to focus. And besides you already had one drink ' Blair said cocky.

'Now come on! Let's get some work done so we both can get out of each other's hair.' And she pulled him along to the couch. Chuck always fond of dominant women followed her.

'And as far as your punishment goes, you do not have to worry because I didn't do anything also.' Blair said while getting some paper and books from her bag trying to avoid his glee full eyes.

'Really?' Chuck smirked 'And here I was feeling bad about myself because, I didn't do my homework.' Blair tried not to roll her eyes that obvious, but failed.

'Your judging me because…'

'Because I have a better reason then entertaining some skanks' Blair said sweetly.

'We're not calling them ''guests'' anymore?' Blair ignored that. 'It's not my fault that I'll have to be social once in a while' he stated. 'I'm sure you loved every minute of it' Blair said coolly. 'You have no idea Waldorf…'

They were silent for a while. There was a secret power struggle going on and neither of them wanted to forfeit.

After a while Blair was getting restless. She wanted that they would finish their work and that she could go home. But if she was the first to say something she would lose and she would not give him the pleasure of winning.

After another five minutes or so it seemed she would have to swallow her pride and let him win this round if, she wanted some action around here.

Blair sighed inwardly. Why did she have to be the bigger one all the time.

'Look we could continue trying to overtop each other with our witty banter or, we could call a truce and get to work. Your call.'

'Alright truce' and Chuck raised his hand and Blair met his with her own hand. 'Truce' she said.

'Okay now all we have to do is divide and conquer' Blair already switched in her bossy mode. 'I think I can live with that.' 'Where do you want me to begin?' he asked suggestively while checking her out from head to toe. 'Figuratively speaking Bass' Blair said annoyed.

'Oh right.' 'My mind tends to wander somewhere else when a beautiful woman is giving me orders.' 'Stop being smarmy Bass' Blair said trying to hold in a smile.

'You just make 1 to 5 already.' 'And what will you do Waldorf if I may ask.'

'I going to read this book.' Blair was already making herself feel comfy on the couch.

'Wait hang on. So I have to do these stupid assignments and you can relax and read a book?' Blair nodded already consumed by the literary world. 'That doesn't sound entirely democratic to me Waldorf' 'Who says this collaboration is democratic Bass?' A sly smile over Blair Waldorf's lips while reading.

Touché thought Chuck and he went about his work.

After answered two questions Chuck got bored.

Look at me Chuck thought no woman can tell me what to do and here I am at the end of Blair Waldorf's leash for Christ sake!

He looked up at Blair's reading form and immediately felt the anger disappear.

Although he couldn't see her face because she was hiding behind the book he noticed at her body language that she was reading intensely.

He looked at her long it seemed like endless legs in her plaid skirt. And wondered how they would feel like against his fingertips. What he wouldn't do to touch them and then going higher and higher up until he reached the hem of her skirt.

And to go under her skirt and touch her at her intimate center. But that would be sexual harassment and he didn't need any more of those claims against him.

He knows she wants him by the way she was checking him out earlier and to be honest he wants her also. Strictly for sexual pleasure of course. If only she would drop the '' I don't like you because you are a pig and I'm a lady'' attitude they could have some fun.

Maybe if he started by touching her accidently and not go full swing at the first hand she would come around a bit. She is not paying attention now because she is so caught up in her book she wouldn't notice if I touched her lightly.

So Chuck reached out assuming to get another piece of paper.

But before he could touch her Blair said something while not taking her attention of from the book. 'Don't even think about Bass' Chuck was baffled how did she know while she was still so caught up in her book.

'Think about Waldorf?' he asked innocently. 'Your hand.' 'What about my hand?' 'Chuck I would seriously consider putting your hand there where you want to put it, because if you do I'll make sure you can't enjoy your favorite activity anymore.'

Chuck always likes a challenge so he put his hand to rest on Blair's knee.

Finally Blair looked away from her book. To tempt fate a little more Chuck moved his hand a little up so that it was now resting under her skirt. 'Chuck…' hissed Blair. He looked up innocently to Blair and wiggled his fingers a bit.

They held an intense staring battle at each other for a while. When Blair realized he wasn't about to give up.

So Blair stood up and swatted Chuck's hand away.

'Fine, since you cannot control yourself and I'm not in the mood for physical violence. And neither of us want to forfeit when we are mentally attacking each other. I will find another place in your suite to read in peace.' 'I'll checkup upon you in fifteen minutes and see if you finally have made those 5 assignments.'

Blair picked up her book.

'If you will be so kind to tell me in which room/closet you have hidden your dead hookers.'

Chuck couldn't help but laugh. She truly is a worthy opponent he thought.

Blair wandered around the suite looking for a good place to read. She opened several doors but nearly all of them were bathrooms and she certainly did not want to be in Chuck's room. Image all the filth that room has seen. So her only option was the parents' bedroom surely they wouldn't mind.

Blair opened the door and walked in the spacious room.

On her way to the comfy chair she saw some pictures standing on the dresser. I must've missed them when I opened this room earlier.

Blair looked at the pictures. Most of them were about scenery you saw when you were on vacation. Two of them where about people. The first one was about a young boy with an older man. They were standing in front of the Palace. The second one was only about a boy sitting in a large chair behind a big desk. Blair picked the photo up to look closer. It was probably Chuck when he was younger. He had the same chocolate like thick hair. Same grin. But what mostly peaked Blair's interest were his eyes, they looked so happy and content. Nothing Blair saw in his eyes now.

What Blair found intriguing was that there was no woman in any of the pictures.

Still deep in her thoughts Blair didn't noticed the door was being opened.

'What are you doing?' rasped a voice.

A/N: Another chapter completed again!

My apologies for the long wait!

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Until next time…